The dark night enveloped the imperial city, red candles lanterns were lit in the palace, and faint yellow lights sprinkled over the high walls.

In the quiet deep palace, there were no eunuchs and palace maids around, only the current saints looked cold-faced, and in front of her was the Prime Minister Xiahou Yuanzhen. In addition, there were only Changsun Meier who was attending the side and Wei Wuya, the chief supervisor who was standing in the dark.

The saint picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He seemed to think that the tea temperature was not very suitable. Or because he was in a bad mood, Fei Tian frowned and suddenly broke the cup at the foot of the Prime Minister.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the porcelain cup turned into broken jade and splashed everywhere, and the tea even wet the legs of the Prime Minister's trousers.

Changsun Meier was a little nervous.

The saint does not show his joy and anger. She pays attention to the technique of maintaining the skin and maintaining health. Anger hurts the liver and will also affect the skin care. Therefore, there are few times when they get angry in recent years.

She was about to go forward to clean up, but the saint asked in an extremely cold voice: "The news is reliable?" His phoenix eyes looked directly at Xiahou Yuanzhen.

Xiahou Yuanzhen was very calm and replied: "It is true that the spy sent to Xiling saw Li Tuo ascend the throne in Fengganfu City, and told the world that the saint was incorrect in his throne. He forged the will of the previous emperor, and he claimed that the people of the world helped him restore the Li Tang Dynasty."

Only Xiahou Yuanzhen, the prime minister, dared to speak out in front of the saints such words.

A contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of the saint's lips, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, his originally angry expression calmed down, and he said lightly: "Do he want to enter the pass and attack me?"

"Li Tuo was named Tianzheng, and he appointed Fan Ziqi as prime minister, and was appointed as the Grand Marshal of the World." The Prime Minister's expression was as calm as water: "In addition, the children of Xiling families were granted the capital to be officials, and the capital was established in Ganfu."

"Mo Cang's way?"

"Mo Cangxing was the commander of the Fan Qi among the three cavalry in Xiling." The Prime Minister replied.

Suddenly, Wei Wuya, who was not far away, spoke: "He is probably Mo Laowu, a disciple of Jiangu who has disappeared for more than ten years."

The saint heard the word "Sword Valley", his body shook slightly, and he frowned and said, "I don't seem to have heard you mention this person."

"Mo Laowu is one of the six major disciples of Jiangu. After that person passed away, Mo Laosan entered the sword cave. Before he died, he divided the sword into four and carved it into the purple wood box." Wei Wuya said slowly: "Among the other five major disciples, Mo Cangxing, who ranked fifth, did not get the purple wood box. In anger, he ran away from Jiangu and cut off his relationship with Jiangu. Since then, there has been no news. Even the Purple Clothing Supervisor could not find his whereabouts. Five years ago, the man Mo Cangxing suddenly appeared. He defected to Fan Ziqi and was appreciated by Fan Ziqi. In just one year, Fan Ziqi handed Fan Qi to Mo Cangxing."

The saint asked, "Is Mo Cangxing the Wu of Mo Lao?"

"Mo Laowu's name in Jiangu is Mo Xingfeng. When he was in Jiangu, he was low-key and rarely dated his fellow disciples. Ziyi Guan did not collect much information about him." Wei Wuya said calmly: "After Mo Cangxing was the commander of Fan Qi, Ziyi Guan secretly investigated his origins, but he knew nothing about his experience before he defected to the Fan family. Moreover, this person is quite talented in leading troops. It seems that he has learned military tactics. The disciples of Jiangu are all from sword training. It is rare for people from Jianghu to learn military tactics, so the people in Ziyi Guan cannot determine whether he is Mo Xingfeng. Over the years, the Purple-Clothing Prison has been staring at this person. This person has been just staying there for many years.

In the military camp, it is even more impossible to determine his origin.”

The saint snorted coldly and said, "The people under your command are becoming more and more incompetent. After several years, you can't even determine the identity of such a person. You should take good care of it."

"It's all the old slaves who are incompetent." Wei Wuya bowed and said.

Xiahou Yuanzhen said: "Sage, in fact, the boss is not the boss in charge of this matter. Mo Laowu has disappeared for more than ten years. After such a long time, a person will change a lot. Perhaps even the people from Jian Gu cannot identify Mo Cangxing's identity. Even if Mo Cangxing is really Mo Xingfeng, he has cut off his relationship with Jian Gu and cannot be considered a person from Jian Gu."

"The six disciples under him all carry the breath of Jian Gu in their blood. Even if they die, the breath will not disappear." The saint said coldly: "The Prime Minister thought that if he had just cut off his ties with Jian Gu, he would no longer be a member of Jian Gu?"

The Prime Minister sighed, "It was an old minister who was wrong." He frowned and said, "But if Mo Cangxing was Mo Xingfeng. As a disciple of Jiangu, why would he surrender to the disciples of the Xiling family? All the six disciples of Jiangu are superior to the top. In their eyes, the Xiling family is like an ant. How could Mo Xingfeng be willing to serve Fan Ziqi?"

The saint's lips moved slightly, but no sound was made. It seemed that Jiangu was a thorn in her heart. After a moment of silence, he asked Wei Wuya: "Have Luohu returned to Beijing? How was his job done?"

"Have not returned to the capital yet." Wei Wuya said respectfully: "A few days ago, Fei Ge came back from sending a letter and met Mu Yeji, one of the six masters of Jiangu outside Kunlun Pass. He could have grabbed a purple wood box from Mu Yeji, but Zheng Qianqiu suddenly broke out."

"Zheng Qianqiu?" The saint was a little surprised. Even the prime minister was shocked and changed color slightly. The saint frowned and said, "But Zheng Qianqiu, who was regarded as the Great Fire God by the Udha people?"

"It's this person."

"He is not dead yet?"

"I originally thought he was dead, but he didn't." Wei Wuya sighed: "It's a blessing that Luohu and the others were able to survive from Zheng Qianqiu."

The Prime Minister frowned and said, "When did Zheng Qianqiu get along with the people from Jiangu? He was not defeated by that person back then, and his life and death are unknown, right? How could he help the people from Jiangu?"

"Because he was crazy." Wei Wuya's voice was calm and respectful: "It's really crazy."

The saints and the prime minister were both stunned.

After a moment of silence, the saint said: "If the four purple wood boxes are destroyed, the sword will not exist in the world. If Wei Wuya and Luohu cannot even do such a mission, there is no need to return to Beijing."

Wei Wuya said: "The old slave has already ordered that the four purple wood boxes must be taken one, otherwise they will not come back."

"Sage, Li Tuo was called emperor, and this matter will soon spread all over the world." The Prime Minister said awe-in: "If the court did not make any movement, it would probably be criticized by the people of the world."

The saint snorted coldly and said, "The purpose of Li Tuo's proclaimed emperor is to let me send troops so that I can get into the war with the Gudou people. How can I do what he wishes?" He stood up, walked to the window, carried his hands on his back, and looked out the window. The prime minister followed the saint, and Changsun Meier picked up a cloak and walked over and draped it on the saint.

"How do the Prime Minister thinks it should be dealt with?" After a long time, the saint asked.

The Prime Minister said carefully: "The sages are very worried about

Yes, once troops were sent to Xiling, the Udds would take advantage of the situation to enter the pass and fight head-on with the Udds. Once the war was defeated, the earth would shake, so it would not be defeated. However, if the battle continued, the manpower and material resources would be consumed. At present, the national treasury would be difficult to support the long-term use of the Udds in Xiling. Moreover, if the main force of the Tang army was trapped in Xiling, it would be impossible to fight quickly, and the consequences would be even more unimaginable." He looked solemn, and hesitated for a moment before continuing: "The Xiling was lost, and many people shouted to send troops to recover Xiling. Now Li Tuo was elected as the emperor in Xiling. If the court did not make any moves, then...!" But the following words were still not said.

"There is no action in the court, and everyone in the world will say that I am weak and incompetent, and I am a great foolish monarch, right?" The saint did not look back, but his voice was extremely calm.

"The old minister dares not!" said the prime minister hurriedly.

The night wind blew in from outside the window, brushing the saint's cheeks and hair. She was silent for a moment before she said, "Print three wills."

Changsun Meier immediately looked up. She was the inner room officer around the saint. After the saint said the will, she usually wrote the will and passed it down. Therefore, every word of the will the saint said must be remembered clearly. However, Changsun Meier was smart and had an amazing memory. Remembering several wills is of course a piece of cake for her.

"The first decree was sent to Pei Xiaogong, and he ordered him to mobilize his troops to perform near Jiaozhou. In addition, he sent a small group of cavalry into Jiaozhou, but he could not take any practical actions. He only needed to send a small group of cavalry to recreate in Jiaozhou every three days. However, this training must be huge, and there must be no less than 30,000 soldiers and horses participating in the exercise." The saint was extremely calm at this time: "At least, let Chang Murong feel that the Tang army could enter Jiaozhou at any time."

"The second decree is sent to the north for 600 miles in a hurry. The emperor's clan was sent to the emperor to secretly mobilize cavalry among the four northern towns. There are now 20,000 cavalry in the four northern towns. Ten thousand cavalry are drawn from them. It is necessary to let this cavalry leave Jiayuguan within one month...!"

The Prime Minister's face tightened, and Changsun Meier's beautiful face became serious. He could only hear the saint continue: "After the cavalry left Jiayuguan and entered Xiling, they must go to the Turtle City as fast as possible. They will attack the city for one day. No matter what the result of the battle, they will immediately evacuate and attack several county towns around them. Before the Xiling rebels and even the Udul people arrived, they should quickly withdraw to the pass. However, they should tell Taishi Cunxu that when they entered the pass, they would bring at least one thousand heads back, so that everyone in the world would know that the Tang army won a great victory after leaving the pass and killed a thousand heads of the rebels."

Changsun Meier's appearance was slightly faded.

The cavalry is mainly speedy when they come out of the pass, so of course it is impossible to carry siege weapons. Although Turtle City cannot reach the first heroic city of Xiling, it is impossible to capture Turtle City by relying on cavalry to attack the city for one day.

After all, Turtle City is the first strong city to the east of Xiling, and it is also a must-pass place to lead from the pass to Fengganfu City. Li Tuo naturally strengthened Turtle City's defense during this period.

The Tang cavalry had no purpose to capture Turtle City, and the saint also explicitly ordered the rebels to quickly withdraw before the Xiling rebels arrived. This was because they did not want the Tang army to confront the rebels head-on and attack several county towns, how could they bring back a thousand heads?

But before she could think too much, the third decree of the saint had already been delivered: "The third decree was sent to the Anton Protectorate, and they asked them to send people to Bohai to inform the Bohai Yongzang King that he didn't want me to marry a royal princess? If he wanted to marry a princess from the Tang Dynasty, he would naturally send an envoy to propose marriage, so let the envoy send an envoy to discuss the marriage. Their Molizhi is famous and I really want to see him. I hope Yu Yuan Gaijian will come here with the envoy."
Chapter completed!